Ghost Lion Crag The Hunt is ON!

Shalon paused mid step, her paw hovering over the fresh grass of the small clearing. She hadn't thought of the alternate route through Cedar Sweep, although it sounded much better thanCricket Creek Bog. She turned toward the fae, and inclined her head, "Well then lead the way soon to be hunter." Shalon grined slightly, and threw her head in the direct of the Sweep, which would first leade them through the dense forest of sugar maples, which were all green with the summer season in full swing and the famine lifting. 

All the small scents of rabbits and rodents, had Shalon twitching with anticipation. She was hungry and growing hungrier by the second. Her mouth was moist, and her body was alert and ready for anything. She was more a warrior at heart and less of a hunter, she knew the dangers of bringing down a larger animal. There were many other predators that craved such a scavenge as stealing anothers meal. That was the main reason Shalon was heading out with Darsal, she more or less wanted to protect her pack mate. 

It would take them a few hours to cross over the territory, heading past the main den site where there Leader's lived, and where King Charley was resting after the pack encounter with the bear. Shalon would not pause though, her mind completely focused on the task at hand. She would look toward her compainion hoping that she would keep up.